what is poem.
What are heavy? Depression and an oversized elephant roaming the Sahara Desert.
What are easily lost? My breath in the organic ocean and a needle in a hay stack.
What are hot? My hot chocolate on a late evening in winter and my Xbox on a Friday.
What are fast? The 488 spider zooming past me on the A11.
What are empty? My soul when I’m sleeping and the empty box in my room.
What are cold? The ice cream I get from my local ice cream
van and my body at 7 in the morning.
What are large? The container ship that comes from China and a war ship heading to fight.
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